Chapter Seventeen
Charlie was even more pale this visit. Like vampire pale. It didn’t occur to me until much later that it was due to his missed spray tan appointments. His demeanor was more upbeat on this visit, given that his minions were out there working hard to get him out of his current predicament. Always someone there to clean up your mess for you, isn’t there? I grumbled, fully prepared to wipe the smile off his face. I figured there were only a couple of ways the conversation could go: A, Charlie would give me the information I wanted and I would return to being a good little minion or B, he’d continue to hold out on pertinent information, I’d punch him in the throat and we’d end up sharing a cell. I preferred option A, but was warming up to B.
“You have something?” his voice w
